can|you/control/this<Arian&Open>

[`anntho]

Bruna;;

so there's more out there?::[/left][/color]


My thin, long legs brought me into Lilac Wood, I had been fallowing my Grandfather, Chaos, but he had parted and so I decided to explore elsewhere until my mother arrived. Besides, I wanted to meet this Arian fellow. My floppy foal ears slid up against the warm wind, despite it being winter, which was odd since I had never before had a winter. Daddy? Daddy? Where are you? I called, using the name for Arian that Rene had taught me, it was only repect to call him Daddy instead of Arian, unless he didn't accept me as his own, like Rene had.
[/size]

[Patch]

Arian heard someone calling. Calling for Daddy. Without a second thought, like a flash he was at full gallop.

Who could it be? Rene can't have the foal yet. his brain whirled.
Suddenly, at a log, he veered left, toward whoever was calling. He landed in a heap in the snow. Arian had skidded on the soft snow too well. He was covered in it. What a weird sight. he mumbled. He raised his gray head, now with specks of white snow. Arian beheld a seal brown filly, who was distinctly an arab. His heart beat with joy. He liked her immediately, however was too surprised to think about it.

Who are you? he wondered aloud as he got up and stepped closer.

[Nevaeh]

Renegade
Nothing is True

The chestnut and white paint young fae slowly walked into her home land she had decied to take a different root home, and went for a deep in the cool water. to also help heal the stinging in her side, after a few minutes in the cool water, she quickly got to her ivory pillars, and began to trot towards her home and, when she caught the scent of Bruna, her auds went forward catching the scent she want to and follow towards her home.
Her belly was indeed showing that she was pregnant with a little one growing inside her. she then watched from the shadows of the woods while her king came towards Bruna. Seeing her mate stumble and get covered in snow, a little smirk came across her pink colored maw.
Slowly she appear right in front of her mate, when she was close enough, she nudged Bruna, and then her odd colored orbs landed on Arian, she then lovingly nudged Arian. You do look silly m’love. you could see the wound on her left hand side of her body, where her mum got a grip of her.

Everything is Permitted

[/color]

[`anntho]

Bruna;;

so there's more out there?::[/left][/color]


As my Mother came closer to me I turned around to her first and wiggled my little foal tail, before turning back around to face my new Father. I. I am Bruna. Princess of Lilac Woods. My Mother, Rene is queen. And whoo aree youu I spat out plainly, before thrusting my muzzle upwards, nape arched and long ears sliding sideways, no way in hell this brute was my new Father, he was..he was..well...light-ish.. My kinked tail flicked against my haunches and I gazed over my shoulder to make sure my mother was stil there, before returning my full attention on the brute, a placid expression still on my features.
[/size]

[Patch]

You, princess of Lilac Woods? Arian said amusedly. And Rene your mother, the queen? I'm the king, Arian, and now your father, here!

To Renegade he said, Yeah I suppose I look silly, but I have a new daughter. That's a very good reason to look silly. he said jokingly.

Then, Arian took notice of the awful wound on her side.
How did you get that, Rene? he queried. he gestured to her scab.
He could guess, though. It was likely. Very likely that Renegade fought with you- know- who. And the only equine who was that you- know- who that Arian knew of was her mother. Ouch.

[Nevaeh]

Renegade

The strange pinto colored fae chestnut colored auds went flat against her crown, hearing his vocals, while her beautiful odd orbs saw her nasty wound, she knew that most of if would stay with her now as a scar and a reminder of her life. A little smirk came across her pink maw, despite her only been half Arabian she could do most things, but you could tell that she also had mustang in her blood as well. That’s one reason. I take you have meet my farther. Rene knew that because she could smell her father’s scent in her homeland. A wrench called Nevaeh. If you ever see a fae that calls herself Nevaeh she isn’t aloud to step a hoof into this land. her vocals came out a lot darker then normal showing that the darkside was slowly getting ready to take over.

[/color]

[`anntho]

Bruna;;

so there's more out there?::[/left][/color]

Gently my long, floppy harks flipped forward and I pranced forward to meet the stallion before me, so this was my Father. Rearing up I placed my knees on his chest and lipped at his muzzle, whuffing the entire time. Alright then...Neveah is a meanie

[/b] I stated plainly, the first half a response to him, and the last half a response to my Mother. After having filled my father with his scent I backed away from him and tottled to my mother, nudging at her flank, she was filling up with sweet milk, delicious. Glancing up to her I gave a little filly nicker, delicate and hungry in all means, grass had such a horrid taste.[/color][/size][/left]